nowhere to go

Holding one hand and the other, they walked back to the banquet and sat down.

Adding a seat for another person, Fan Yuan did not sit in Duan Yi's arms, but sat side by side with Que Xian, staring at Que Xian's face intently.

Did Que Xian look like this when he was a child?How would he know why only he remembered those things?

Que Xian sat there motionless, if he hadn't blinked, he looked as if he had been given a body-holding technique, wouldn't he be a log.

"Que Xian?" Fan Yuan called out again, seeing that there was no response, he called out a few more times, but Que Xian was unmoved, without even looking at Fan Yuan.

After being stunned for a moment, Fan Yuan stretched out his hand and turned Que Xian's head towards him, and called out again: "Que Xian."

Que Xian finally looked at him, but still didn't speak.

"My name is Fan Yuan." Fan Yuan looked at Que Xian and said, keeping his hand on his head.

"Fan Yuan." Que Xian finally spoke.

Hearing this, Fan Yuan immediately let go, sat down obediently, and ate the food Duan Yi gave him. It seemed that Que Xian didn't know him, okay, then just ignore him, and then he didn't bother Que Xian anymore.

But Duanyi looked at the two children who were about the same age, but he had more considerations in his heart.What the general said just now is correct, there are no children of the same age around Fan Yuan, and when he starts to learn how to read and write, he can only attend the class alone, and as far as he knows, there are no children of the same age in the families of the officials in the DPRK and China. Children can be Fan Yuan's accompanying readers. Although this one is a bit dull, it can be considered.

After that day, Fan Yuan only thought that he was another person similar to the Que Xian he knew before, and didn't take it too seriously, but he didn't expect that half a year later, Duan Yi suddenly told him that he had found a partner for him. Read, it's time to go to Shuge to attend a class together.

When he was still arguing about not going to school, Que Xian had already obeyed Duan Yi's summons and entered the door.

At that time Fan Yuan was still lying on the bed, grabbing Duan Yi's robe and throwing his arms around his waist. Unexpectedly, when he heard Que Xian's name, he didn't grasp the strength, rolled off the bed and fell to the ground, knocking his forehead red. took a slice.

Duan Yi reluctantly pulled Fan Yuan back to the bed, rubbed his head for him, and asked Que Xian to wait outside for a while.

Duan Yi sighed and said, "Be obedient."

"The companion you mentioned is him?" Fan Yuan turned his head and asked.

"Yes." Duan Yi said with a smile: "You two are not that far apart in age, when you first met him, you still kept holding on to him, do you still remember?"

"I remember." Fan Yuan frowned, how could he not remember.

Duan Yi got up and said: "Then get up quickly, change clothes and go to the Book Pavilion with Mr. Su to attend class."

Fan Yuan looked up at Duan Yi for a moment, then slowly climbed out of bed, put on his shoes and was led by the maids and eunuchs to change and wash.

Duan Yi went outside, called Que Xian, stepped forward and said: "Yuan'er loves to be short-tempered, if he gets into trouble, please bear with me."

"Que Xian understands." Que Xian bowed his head in response.

Duan Yi looked at Que Xian who still had no expression on his face, and said: "When he comes out later, someone will take you to the bookstore, you just wait here, I still have something to do, so I'll take a step first. "

Hearing the words, Que Xian immediately stepped aside and said, "Yes, Que Xian is sending His Royal Highness off."

Duan Yi was stunned for a moment, looked at Que Xian suspiciously, then turned and left.

After changing clothes and eating breakfast, Fan Yuan came out and saw that Duan Yi had already left, only Que Xian was left, and looked outside dumbly, not knowing what he was looking at.

Fan Yuan broke free from the maid's hand, walked in front of Que Xian, raised his head slightly and squinted his eyes to look at Que Xian, who seemed to be a little taller than half a year ago, but still looked dumbfounded like half a year ago.

"Fan Yuan." After Que Xian called out, he paused for a moment as if thinking of something, and added two more words: "Your Highness."

Fan Yuan felt a little strange, but he didn't refute, but said, "Let's go."

Que Xian glanced at him, lowered his head and followed behind to the Book Pavilion.

Duan Yi chose Que Xian to be Fan Yuan's companion, of course not only because of his similar age.Que Xian's current father, Su Xin, holds 20 military power in his hands. After more than ten years of marriage, he only had such a precious son as Que Xian. He has always been with him in the past. This time he returned to Beijing to report on his work and rest for a few months. It happened to be these two days It's time to go back to the border again. The emperor will feel more at ease when Que Xian stays in Beijing.

On the first day of school, because Fan Yuan was late in bed, the two of them were punished by the master together, and they stood in the sun stretching out their hands to practice the posture of holding a pen, but Fan Yuan is not a real three-year-old child after all, he has even held a sword It's nothing to hold a pen against the sun, so he turned his head to look at Que Xian beside him, except for a little sweat on his forehead, his face was still as usual.

After an hour, the punishment was over, and the master let them go in to attend classes, and taught them how to read from the beginning.

Fan Yuan remembered the past, so he naturally inherited the talent of photographic memory, and learned very quickly. When he thought that Que Xian might not be able to keep up, he realized that he was simply worrying too much.

Que Xian's comprehension ability is not inferior to him at all, and he can remember everything clearly, but he doesn't say much, and it doesn't look like he remembers.

Seeing that they learn quickly, the master also teaches quickly.

In the blink of an eye, 13 years have passed.

The old emperor died of old age, and Duan Yi also ascended the throne.

Two years ago, after his wife was run away by Fan Yuan and Que, Duan Yi had no choice but to arrange for the two of them to go to Taixue to study together.When Fan Yuan turned sixteen this year, Duan Yi made him King Ying, and stayed in Beijing as an idle prince, and he also had his own mansion.After Que Xian moved out of the palace with Fan Yuan, he was supposed to go back to live in Su Xin's mansion in Beijing, but because he was still Fan Yuan's accompanist and went to the Taixue together, he simply moved in again. Fan Yuan lives in the palace of the prince, and it is closer to Taixue, so you don't have to get up early in the cold winter morning, just walk two steps quickly and you will be there.

"Let me tell you, some people are born with good luck. After staying in the palace and seeking the will of Taoism, they can go to the Imperial Academy to attend lectures. Others can't win it." A student sitting not far away looked Fan Yuan, who was still yawning violently after sitting down after arriving late, mocked.

Speaking of Taixue, most of them are well-educated and well-known people, and more are royal family and nobles, but it is the first time that Fan Yuan, who is clearly a prince and prince, comes to Taixue to attend classes.

"After all, the former emperor doted on him, and now he is a popular person beside the emperor, so there is no comparison between you and me." Another voice sounded.

Fan Yuan frowned and said from behind: "No matter how envious you are, you won't have such a good life as this king, give up." Then he yawned again.

Que Xian turned his head to look at the slightly red corners of Fan Yuan's eyes, and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

Fan Yuan shook his heavy head, frowned and didn't answer. He felt uncomfortable when he woke up today, but Fan Yuan thought that there was an exam in Taixue today, if he didn't go, he would be lectured by Duan Yi again. Then he struggled to get up again, planning to go back to sleep after the exam.

After waiting for a while, the master came up and talked about the lesson for a while, then asked people to move out the chessboard, divided the students into two groups, and the winners were divided into two groups to compete with each other, until the last two were left to compete with each other .

Seeing Fan Yuan's lack of energy after placing only a dozen pieces in the first game, Que Xian immediately conceded the defeat and made him doze off until the second game started.

Maybe the people in the second round were really not Fan Yuan's opponents, and Fan Yuan won after not long after the start and continued to doze off.After the third round, Fan Yuan wrestled with that person for half an hour, but he still won, but the expression on his face was already very inappropriate.

In the last round, Fan Yuan looked at the person sitting opposite him, he remembered that it seemed to be some relative of his, but forgive him for not caring about the name of the unnecessary person, but he had some impression of mocking him in the morning.

After a salute, both sides started to move. Fan Yuan is used to playing fast chess, and the speed of his moves is very fast. Those who can play a complete game of chess with him must have a good psychological quality.But that game of chess was dragged on for a long time by the opponent, Fan Yuan played for a full hour, and was watched by the crowd for an hour, and when he finally won, he was dizzy and didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and asked Master Take a leave of absence.

Seeing this, Que Xian wanted to go back with him, Fan Yuan glanced at him and said, "Someone is coming to pick me up, you stay." Then he turned and left.

Que Xian had no choice but to stay, until after school. After returning to the palace, he went to see Fan Yuan, and saw him huddled under the quilt, his face turned red, and his forehead was so hot that an egg could boil when he touched it. .

"You are sick." Que Xian frowned and looked at Fan Yuan and said.

"What is sickness..." Fan Yuan had the impression that he would only get hurt, never sick, so Que Xian didn't react at all when he said he was sick.

"I'll send someone to fetch the doctor." Que Xian got up and left after finishing speaking.

Fan Yuan shrank back into the quilt and fell asleep for a while, when the doctor came, Que Xian dug him out of the quilt, checked his pulse and confirmed that it was just a symptom of wind-cold, then stuffed him back into the quilt.

After drinking the medicine, Fan Yuan fell down and continued to sleep. After a while, he opened his eyes again, looked at Que Xian who was guarding his bed and asked, "Aren't you going back?"

Que Xian lowered his head slightly, and answered after a while, "I... want to stay and watch you."

Fan Yuan was stunned when he heard the words, and raised his hand to press Que Xian's forehead, just like he had done thousands of times before, but now that he has no spiritual power, he can no longer kill Que Xian so easily, Que Xian Leisure is no longer dead and will be resurrected.

At this moment, they are just ordinary people.

"You have to pay a price if you want to stay." Fan Yuan looked at him and said, "So... what price did you pay?"

"My lord?" Que Xian showed a slightly puzzled expression.

Fan Yuan put down his hands, and he looked into Que Xian's eyes. In his memory, Que Xian always looked at him like this.